The Glock in My Hand, Love on My Mind
Streetlights blink, casting shadows that stretch across the asphalt. This city breathes, a rhythm of sirens and distant laughter. I grip the trigger in my hand, feel its weight like home. It's safety, this power. But her voice echoes in my head, a melody that beats away the darkness. Maybe there's room for both, the fury and the light. Maybe love c